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Yoo folks~! I might just go with random clips from routes for now since school is kinda crazy for me ^^;

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It’s the entire Manservant End. I picked this scene because it flushed everything I thought I knew down the drain ( ・ω・)b

HHAHA WHAT ThE FUCK. (ヾノ•᷅ ༬•᷄ )  WHO?? NOT?? WHAT?? Also they added animation to the fire now. Great.

Watch at your own risk. It contains major spoilers…and stuff.

  • The first time you read The Thief: A penniless thief is let out of prison in order to be forced on a road trip and he really just wants to go home.
  • The second time you read The Thief: In the most ingenious move of political intrigue of the millennium, a penniless thief is let out of prison in order to be forced on a road trip and he really just wants to go home.

spicysiren  asked:

No. No, you’re dead! prompt with Cassian and Bodhi.

*jumps right into it* 

Send me a prompt or number and a ship!


Bodhi had plenty of ghosts.

Not actual ghosts, though he caught himself making offerings every clear night. 

But sometimes he’d look out the docking bay of his cargo ship and feel as if someone was waiting for him, watching him, making sure he was safe.  

Sometimes Hoth’s cold air snuck down the back of his collar and he’d feel it seeping into his bones, as if Death was reminding him of how close they’d been.

Other times, he’d wake up in the dead of night, gasping for air because he’d been that close to death, and wasn’t he just about to swoop down and save the others? 

It was the price he paid for being the sole survivor of Scarif.

Or so he thought. 


Tatooine was a desert planet effectively in the middle of nowhere. The landscape reminded Bodhi of home, but this was too foreign and too empty and too… lifeless. 

He could picture the dead watching him from the dunes on the horizon, ghostly forms illuminated by the setting twin suns. He shudders.

He was here on another cargo mission for the Alliance. They hadn’t trusted him with much, but he was grateful for even the smallest scraps of work. He was a former Imperial after all, hero or not, and he had to earn their trust. If it took a dreary cargo run to Skywalker’s home planet, then he would do it. 

He didn’t enjoy it, though. Where Jedha was bitterly cold, Tatooine was blisteringly hot. Working throughout the day had left him exhausted, but finally all the cargo boxes had been place in the hold, and the ship was set off for takeoff. 

He straightens his back, carrying the last box of materials, when a shadowy looking figure approaches him. He doesn’t think much of it - the spaceport was bustling with various beings at all times of day - until he hears his name.

That gives him pause. Who knew his name here? 

He turns in the direction of the voice and drops the box in shock.

“C-C-Cassian?” 

The person, who certainly did look like the Rebellion’s best spy, stepped into the light. The shadows casting over his features aged him a little, and he definitely looked worse for wear - but it looked like him.

“Bodhi?” the-thing-that-looks-like-Cassian repeats, and Bodhi thinks he’s suffering from heatstroke.

N-no,” Bodhi shakes his head, almost choking on the word. They were all dead. “No,” he inhales. He didn’t leave anyone behind. “Y-you’re dead! I-I tried to s-save-” He had left them behind. “No,” he moans, covering his face, swaying in shame. You left them behind to suffer, and now he’s back to remind you of it.

Bodhi, Bodhi it’s alright, it’s just me,” Cassian attempts to diffuse the situation. Bodhi’s antics had begun to draw a few second glances from the others in the spaceport. 

“You’re back, I left you behind to suffer, and now you want me to pay for it, I’m so sorry, I even gave th-the offerings, I thought you’d rest in peace, b-but I failed you, I’m so sorry,” the apologies rush out of Bodhi’s mouth and Cassian looks on in confusion. 

“No, Bodhi, no it’s o-” Realizing his words were futile, Cassian pulls Bodhi into a hug. “It’s okay,” he murmurs, stroking his hair. “I’m fine. I’m alive. It’s not your fault. You didn’t know.”

Cassian wasn’t sure if he said the right thing, or if it was the warmth of his hearbeat against Bodhi’s, but he feels Bodhi relax in his arms, fingers curling into his jacket. 

“You’re alive,” Bodhi manages to say, voice muffled by Cassian’s shoulder. “You’re alive.”

“Yeah,” Cassian replies, rubbing Bodhi’s back, feeling truly alive for the first time in weeks. Years. A lifetime. “I’m alive.”

I guess I’m a Bad Liar.

Boy: Carlos

Summary: Reader has a obvious crush on Carlos. Based off Selena’s song, Bad Liar.

Warning: Fluff

A/N: don’t forget to send in request yall!!! also, i should have my masterlist up soon :)

It was around 5pm and you were biking around the school, like you usually did to get your mind off things. You couldn’t stop thinking about Carlos, so you were trying to distract yourself by biking. You were thinking about random things  when you saw his face. You almost fell of your bike. Once you stopped you saw it actually wasn’t him and your mind was just playing tricks on you. Why can’t I stop thinking about him?


The next morning you were in class and every few minutes you would look over at Carlos. Even I notice how much you stare at him, Y/N. You gotta play it cool. You read the text Evie sent you. You sighed, you knew she was right. Play it cool, play it cool.

You felt eyes on the back of your head, you whipped your head around hoping it was Carlos, it wasn’t it was Todd (Princess Tina’s son). He was smiling at you, you smiled back. This is good, I can make my never-ending crush on Carlos disappear with Todd- or make him jealous? No he would never be jealous over me.

You looked over at Carlos to see if he had noticed but his eyes were on the board coping down the notes. Your heart sunk a little. Whatever, I don’t need Carlos. I’ll get over him. You told yourself though you knew that wasn’t possible.

It’s like he had taken up a fraction of your mind, all you could ever do is think of him. In class, thinking of him, hanging out with Evie and Mal, thinking of him, at work, thinking of him. Maybe it was more than a fraction he was taking up.


“Y/N!” You heard Todd yell from behind you. It was now the end of school and you were on you way to start your shift.

“Hey, Todd. What’s up?” You smiled.

“Um, I was wondering if you wanted, to um-, well maybe we could- Y/N?” As Todd was hopelessly asking you out, your gaze was elsewhere, Carlos was laughing about something with Jay, “Nevermind. I see you attention is with someone else.”

Once he started walking away, you realized he was gone, “Wait, Todd!” But he was already out of ear shot. This stupid crush on him is getting in the way of so many things.


Two hours into your shift and you were stuck on till. You worked at the school cafe and even though school was over it stays open till 9pm. Two more hours left, two more hours left.

“Hey, Y/N! I didn’t know you worked here!” Carlos said to you as he walked up to the counter.

How long has he been here? I didn’t see him come in! Oh my gosh, does my hair look okay?

“Oh hey Carlos. Yeah I started work here about a month ago. So w-what can I get y-you?” You asked, though you started stuttering nervously when his eyes started into yours.

“Hmm, I’ll just take a small ice coffee and a brownie.” He told you, his eyes on the menu above your head. You typed his order into the screen and read out his total. As he gave you the money, your hands touched. His hand feels like a happy pill.

He smiled at you as he walked away to the pick up counter, “You’re blushing.” Mal laughed. She always worked here. That’s how you two became good friends.

“Shut up! I am not!” You said but you could tell you were, your face felt warm.

“You’re feelings for him are on fire.” Mal sang as she made the ice coffee and you just rolled your eyes at her as you took the next order.


It was 9:15pm when you finally made it back to your dorm. It looked a lot bigger since your roommate moved out. All you could think and dream about was Carlos in your room, laughing with you, watching tv with you, eating dinner with you. Once you were in bed, you prayed you wouldn’t have dreams about Carlos. It was bad enough your torture yourself with fantasies of dating him when your awake you didn’t need it when you were sleeping.


You were in art class, sitting with Mal and Evie, “Earth to Y/N!” Mal laughed waving her hand in front of your face.

“Huh?”

“She was starting at Carlos again.” Evie smiled, dipping her brush into blue coloured paint.

“Could you be any louder? He could’ve heard you!” You whispered-yelled, hiding your face from Carlos, “Did he hear?!”

“No you’re fine. He’s all the way across the room, Y/N. Chill.” Mal told you and you nodded.

“If he’s the art, I want to be the brush.” You sighed, staring at him again. The two girls just giggled at your sentence and continued  to tease you about him.


You were at your locker after class, getting your books. You had your headphones in so you didn’t even notice when Carlos approached you, “Y/N?” He touched you shoulder.

“Leaping Lizards! You scared me, Carlos.” You jumped as your phone fell out of your hands but Carlos bent down and picked it up before it hit the ground. He was now starting up at you and you suddenly got very self-conscious about how see-through your shirt was.

“I didn’t mean to scare you.” He laughed, “I just wanted to ask you something.”

Is he going to ask he out?! Play it cool, play it cool.

“Do you…. like me?” He asked and you stomach dropped. Who just asks someone if they like them?!

“Uh, why d-do you ask?” You answered his question with a question.

“It’s just I always see you looking at me and Jay thinks you like me cause you always seem nervous around me.” He explained. Well I guess I wasn’t subtle at all, might as well just tell him.

“I guess I’m a bad liar.” You smiled, though you were mentally preparing yourself for rejection.

“Well I’m glad you’re a bad liar because um, I’ll tell you a secret.” He said and you nodded for him to continued, “Every time you weren’t looking at me, I was looking at you.”

You smiled was so big, it hurt your mouth. “Well then we should make reality a actuality.” You said.

“We should, I’ll pick you up at 6?” He asked.

“Sounds good.” You replied and he nodded and walked off. Once he was around the corner, you couldn’t contain your excitement  and instantly called Evie.

“Evie, he asked me out!!” You basically yelled into the phone.

“Meet at the cafe, you have to tell me everything!” Evie told you and with that, you closed your locker and started walking towards the cafe.

Hebrew slang of the day #46

Did him davka - Asa lo davka - עשה לו דווקא

A phrase meaning that person a did something even though person b would prefer they didn’t, usually against person b’s wishes after person a was told specifically not to do it. Basically, to do something out of spite and spite alone.

Example:

“He asked me to make him coffee, the sexist jerk, so I did him davka and put salt instead of sugar in it.”

“הוא ביקש ממני להכין לו קפה, הסקסיסט המגעיל, אז עשיתי לו דווקא ושמתי לו מלח במקום סוכר בפנים.”

Dress Pt.1 (Laf x Reader)

Word Count: 1,828

Warnings: Swear words, Kinda Angst

Author’s Note: This is my first fic, so tell me how it is! Also let me know if you want a part 2 because I have plans of where I want this to go. Enjoy!

Part 2

“Y/N are you here?” you were snapped out of your day dream by Alexander waving his ink stained hands in front of your face. “Hmmm” you said shoving his hands out of your face. You were sitting at a table in your university’s library staring at a special someone. “I can’t believe you like him” Alexander said once you turned to face him. “What do you mean?” “Well, it’s so obvious that you like Thomas Y/N. What do you see in that bastard anyways?” He scoffed. You looked down at your textbook to hide the blush that had begun to rise to your cheeks. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, just tutor me Alex. I don’t even know why I decided to take this damn history class, I don’t even need it for my major…” you mumbled to no one in particular. “Let me remind you, you took the class because THOMAS was in it.” Alex hissed. “You know what Alex just shut up and teach me history.” you said turning to a blank page in your notebook.

You settled with your group of friends at a picnic table outside your university’s entrance for lunch. “Mon ami, you haven’t touched your food. Are you alright?” Lafayette asked with a concerned look on his face. “Yeah Y/N, you look sick” John chimed in. “Wow thanks guys, I’m just tired.” you mumbled into your sandwich. “She is sick, LOOOOVVEE SICKKKKK” Alexander sang. “WHAT NO WAY!” Hercules said with his mouth full. Just as Alex opened his mouth to tell the guys who you had been mooning over, you shoved your fingers into his mouth. “AGgghgh” Alex said as he spit out your fingers. You gave him the finger and leaned in to whisper in his ear: “you say the name and I’ll have you de-balled by tomorrow”. You leaned out with a pleasant smile on your face while Alex’s facial expression was that of absolute horror. “Awww, come on Y/N. Tell us we won’t tell anyone. We’ll help you!” John said enthusiastically. Hercules was eagerly nodding his head while Alex and Lafayette silently ate their soups with smirks on their faces. You made the motion of locking your mouth shut and throwing away the key. Thankfully the conversation shifted to French homework. Since you didn’t take French you occupied yourself on your phone looking at the news. Once the boys saw you dazed, Alex said “il est le bâtard qui porte velours pourpre” (it’s the bastard who wears purple velvet). “Quelle!” Lafayette gasped. He whispered the name to John who passed it onto Hercules. Once everyone knew, they stared intently at you. Feeling as if laser beams were going through you, you looked up to see the boys looking at you smirking. “ALEX… I swear to god…” you began before you were cut off by Lafayette who said: “Mon ami, we all know, it’s ok. Besides we’ll help you get that bastard.” “I hate you guys, you know that?” you mumbled looking at your hands. “There he is!” Herc said as you saw Thomas and James walk out of Thomas’s black Audi. You groaned as they nudged you and ‘oohh’ed. You expected all of that to come out of them “THOMAS” Lafayette called out. You shot your head up and looked at Lafayette with a face of shock. You, however, weren’t expecting that. Thomas hated all the boys except Lafayette, but it was ok because the feeling was mutual. He and James made their way over to your table. You began to panick. You had just admired him from afar, never actually talking to him. Heck you didn’t even know if he knew your name. You hurried to busy yourself with your phone. “Hey Laf” Thomas said with a smile. “Alex, John, Herc” he added on much less enthusiastically. All three of them responded with a head nod. “Oh, and hello, who is this pretty lady whom you’ve managed to snatch.” Thomas said smoothly. There was a reason he was known as a ladies man on campus. You stumbled and couldn’t form words in your head when Alex elbowed you in the stomach. “oh , um I’m Y/N” you said blushing, avoiding his eyes. Thomas gave a laugh as he nodded. “See you guys around” Thomas said over his shoulder as he began to walk into campus. You groaned and put your head down on the table. “That was embarrassing” you said to the table. “What? He was totally into you Y/N” John said. “Yeah, he called you a pretty lady” Herc laughed. “No, he does that to everyone” you replied still not being able to lift yourself off of the table. “Well I just got a text from him asking me for your number…” Laf taunted. “What!” you jerked your head off of the table. “Yup” he nodded typing furiously onto his iphone. A few minutes later you received a message from a new number.

Thomas: Hey Y/N, this may seem sudden, but you’re absolutely gorgeous. Was wondering if you were free friday night?

“Guys, guys, guys… HE JUST ASKED ME OUT…” you basically screamed at them in shock. “QUELLE?” Laf said with just as much shock. The other boys had their jaws on the floor. “You guys are going to help me whether you like it or not. You dragged me into this mess…” you said smiling as you daydreamed of Friday night gathering your belongings back into your backpack. You quickly typed a response back to Thomas

Y/N: I just so happen to be free Friday. :)

Thomas: Alright I’ll pick you up at 7 babe

“BABE. HE CALLED ME BABE.” you screamed. The boys looked at you as you had a mini celebratory dance party. “Ok so for your first date you should definitely not go dancing” Alex teased. You playfully punched him in the arm daydreaming of Friday.

—————–

Thomas smirked at his phone showing it to James. “See? I told you I can get any girl.” he said arrogantly. Just moments ago, James had bet Thomas that he couldn’t get the shy Y/N to go out with him. Thomas put his hand in front of James, notioning for him to pay up. “Hold on, if you go on the date I’ll double the money” James said. Thomas thought about going on a date with you. He never thought much of you, but decided he would go just for the food. “Fine” Thomas said, shaking James’s hand.

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Friday Night

“Should I wear this one or this one?” you asked the boys as you had an assortment of dresses lying on your dorm room floor. You didn’t know why you had bothered asking them as they were no help. You turned to Hercules, who was majoring in fashion design. “C’mon Herc, you’re studying this shit. Help a sister out.” you whined. He looked thoughtfully at your assortment of dresses. “The black one” he simply stated. You looked at him surprised. “Are you sure? I mean it’s a bit fancy…” and by a bit fancy you meant really fancy. It was a tight fitting knee length dress with a plunging neckline and a bare back. “You asked for the fashion major’s opinion and you got it” Herc said shrugging. You sighed and headed into the closet to go change. Once you managed to get the dress on, you stepped out and sat on the bed to put on your mary jane high heels. You slowly sat up and cleared your throat for the boys’ attention. They all looked up, and shock filled their eyes. “Dayum Y/N, get some” John said. Alex gave a whistle, and Herc smirked and said: “told ya”. Lafayette just stiffened, lying on your floor with this jaw on the floor. You looked at him and he seemed to snap out of it, he blushed and sheepishly looked at the floor. Alex saw the situation. “Well I guess your date is here” Alex said pushing you out of your dorm room. The black Audi was parked out front. You gave another look in the mirror. “How do I look?” you asked one last time. “I dunno, Laf what do you think” Alex asked smirking. Laf began to stutter and look flushed. “You look um, great, beautiful actually mon amou- ami. Ami” Laf managed to get out. You blushed at the compliment, looking up at Lafayette. Wow those eyes, you’d never noticed how entrancing his eyes were… you could get lost in those forever. Your eyes trailed down Lafayette’s face. As they landed on his lips you thought: ‘I wonder what it would feel like to have those on mine?’. Alex cleared his throat and you were snapped out of your thoughts. Oh my god, did you just think of kissing your best friend when you were going out with your crush? What had gotten into you? You had never noticed Laf in that way before. You decided not to think about your previous thoughts and to just have a good time with Thomas. It was what you always wanted. Right? You and Laf quickly looked away. “Well, I’d better get going…” you said as you headed for the door. “Be safe” Herc said. “And call us if that bastard tries to do something you’re not comfortable with” Alex added nudging you to the door. You smiled and walked out to the black Audi. As soon as you walked out of your dorm, the three boys all faced Lafayette and said “Spill”

“Wow so you’ve liked her this whole time?” John asked Lafayette. He begrudgingly nodded. “Then why’d you help her get with Thomas?” Alex asked. “Because I thought if Y/N started seeing someone else, I could move on. I’m not supposed to like her, you’re not supposed to love your best friend. We all see how it ends up in movies and books. I would rather be just friends than risk everything for my stupid feelings. But tonight when I saw her wearing that dress, I couldn’t help but think that I made a mistake. She should be wearing that dress for our first date, not for Thomas. I should be the one picking her up, and complimenting her on how good she looks. But she’s always wanted to go out with Thomas and if I get to see her happy, I’ll be happy…” Laf began to ramble when Alex cut in. “Did you just say you love Y/N?” “What? No!” Laf quickly responded. “No you did” all the boys responded. Lafayette just shook his head and looked out the window.

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Thomas waited outside your dorm building as you hurried your way out. ‘This better be worth the money’ Thomas thought as he sat in his car. As he saw your figure approaching, he got out to open the passenger door for you. When you got closer he took a good look at you. ‘Shit’ he thought. ‘Y/N’s really hot’.

You’re Beautiful [1]

Authour’s Note: So um, this scenario is just a bit of… what I went through. This scenario is gonna be a series, but it will be from a relate-able point of view with the reader. A lot of this info is personal, but I feel like I need to put myself in this. It’s not gonna be legit all me, but… it’s something I needed to vent off what I have been through till now. So if you take the time to read this series, I thank you! Other than that, please support anyone with hardships in their lives, I would love feedback to. Thank you!

“No matter who you are, no matter what you do, I believe that being there for the people you love… it’s one of the most blissful feelings you could ever have. The feeling of being a good person, the feeling of… being wanted for a reason. I believe… I found that from meeting you.”

Pairing: Hoseok (J-Hope) X Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut

Warning: Mentions of Depression, Suicide, Body Image Issues, Smut, and lots of Fluff that could make you squeal

Word Count: 2.5K

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Originally posted by keepingupwithbts

Taking out the trash, I looked up from where I stood, my eyes staring at the light grey clouds that glowed ever so brightly in the sky. I could smell the fresh winter blow through, making my skin grow with goosebumps from the chilly air. Winter was so wonderful, but sometimes it was just like painful ice cubes or flakes stabbing the skin like a jellyfish’s stingers. Well, it wasn’t something I couldn’t handle, being from Florida and moving around was nothing, so the winter air was just a mere tickle. My hands moved the trash into the trash bin, eyes wavering a bit and soon closing them.

I moved to Korea not long ago, feeling it best to just get away from what has been on my mind for so long. I needed this chance, even if my parents were against the idea of moving to a foreign country, I reassured them that I would be fine. This chance to take classes in college, the chance to relieve myself from the people who only made me miserable, I needed the time to get away. It was a silly thing, yes, but when you are on the brink of relapsing, wouldn’t you leave to go somewhere far to get your shit together? No? I would, I want to leave the place that made me hate who I was. That’s why Korea was the first spot. A university that I could attend was great and I started tomorrow. It was going to be nice. At least, I hope it will.

“Ah, shit. I need to get dinner.” I said, looking at my phone and quickly running up the steps to my apartment, my hand opening the door knob and pushing it open. I took a deep breath, already exhausted and sigh. This body of mine… it was not the greatest of bods you would find in the world and on women, but it was what I lived with. I carried baby fat I never managed to burn off because I was so focused on eating and making myself into a lazy bum. I weighed almost 175 Lbs. Doctor told me I was too overweight for my age and body height. Call that something, huh? I hadn’t exercised in a long time, and even if I did, I lose the motivation to. Well, it was nothing I couldn’t handle. At least, not anymore.

Grabbing the house keys and my wallet with whatever amount of cash I had /won/, I walked out the apartment, locking the door and taking a deep breath, my eyes looking to the sky as I walked down the stairs of the building. It looked like it was going to snow soon, and it was gonna be a rough snowy day especially. I hadn’t recalled the last time I saw the snow. I must have been eleven or twelve when I did, but I do remember spending those winter days with my grandpa, two months before his death came in Ohio. When the news of his death fell from my father’s lips, I remember the tears he spilled and the tears I felt fall. I never saw my father cry before, but I knew I would never forget it… even my mother. Even though I have seen her cry many times before, she always remained strong and I always loved them, even if they made me who I was today. Do believe me, I love my parents, but I couldn’t handle the expectations they have thrown onto me. It was all… too much.


I stepped on the sidewalk, pulling my scarf up as the wind got a little heavy and I just sigh, my long, brown hair whipping around as the wound blew, making me pull my beanie up on my head from my pocket. I wore winter boots that were a bit fuzzy, my socks fuzzy as well, but I wore leggings and a sweater with a coat that reached below my thighs. Though, it wasn’t enough to keep me warm. I didn’t think Korea’s weather was like this at times. It was so cold and I wished I had brung more clothes with me from home. Maybe mom was right about being sure to do your research. The thought made me homesick, but I push the thought down. My eyes look up in front of me as I came to the city limits in Seoul, hoping I will find a food stand around the area, and right on cue, I did.

The food stand contained noodles called Myeon, a North Korean dish of cold buckwheat or sweet potato noodles with cucumber, radish, beef and a boiled egg in an icy broth, or keep warm and satisfied with sujebi /hand torn noodles in a clam and vegetable broth/ and bites of raw green chilli. It was perfect, and with that, I asked for the keep warm dish and had sweet potato noodles. It was good to keep warm in the winter, so with that, I paid thirteen won, thanking them in my rusty Korean, and then setting off, fixing my glasses and I sighed a bit, closing my eyes. What time was it anyway?

10:00 PM.

“Ahh… I gotta sleep soon. Damn it. This is gonna be a pain..” I said with an exasperated sigh, pulling my food close and before I even knew it, I slammed into someone’s chest, grunting and soon dropping my dish I ordered, the food splattering all over the concrete floor as I held my nose, whimpering, my eyes looking up.

“I am so sorry! I didn’t see where I was going sir!” I said, my Korean super rusty as I had just learned it in under a few months before coming to Korea. The man in front of me wore a beanie, sunglasses on the birch of his nose, a sick mask, like the ones you see doctors wear, on his face and I blink. His fashion style seemed much recent, so this guy couldn’t be like… over his forties. He wore Vans that were pretty recent, his jeans tight against his legs, showing off his muscles a bit and there were a few holes here and there. Though, he was wearing a black leather jacket, he even wore a collared shirt with a scarf under it. Something rang in my ear, telling me he was in his twenties at least, that much I got.

“Um… sir, I am sorry. I didn’t mean to bump into you.” I said with a nervous smile, his silence making me antsy and uneasy under his stare. My hands went up a bit in defense when he pulled his mask down, his thin lips in full view, and what I didn’t expect to hear was his voice, milky, deep, and so sweet in it’s light hearted tone.

“I am sorry, is your nose alright? You didn’t hit it that hard right?” He asked and pulled the mask and sunglasses off, reaching to touch my nose for any swelling, bleeding, or a sign that it was broken. His hands were so warm against my cold cheeks, making me flush. He had handsome features, like the little dumps above the side of his lips, his caramel brown eyes looking at my nose and pulled back a bit.

“I am fine! Don’t worry. I’m okay.” I said with a soft smile, but then I noticed his gaze fall to the floor… my Myeon. Oh no, he isn’t gonna do what I think he is gonna do, right?

“I am so sorry about your dinner! Here, let me buy you another one.” The stranger said.

Bingo… This was a hassle enough, now he was wanting to pay for my food and help me get a new one? I didn’t think that he would go that far, but I couldn’t let him pay for my dinner, hell, we just met too! This was not gonna go well.

“No, no! You don’t have to! I can get a new one.” I said.

“No, no. I insist, it’s the least I can do for bumping into a pretty lady like you.” He said.

Wait. Did he just… Did a handsome guy like him call me “pretty?” What was this dream? I had to be dreaming. Yeah, that’s it, It is all a dream. I will pinch myself, and wake up. Yup, starting now. I reached my my right hand to my left arm, pinching it hard and soon wincing. Okay, this wasn’t a dream… this is reality. Oh, fuck. This can’t be happening. This will be news to tell one of my friends that were still in the U.S.A.

“I… um, I guess. But I am gonna pay you back!” I said, forcing the guy to chuckle, making me flustered and embarrassed, “D-Don’t laugh! I mean it! I am gonna pay you back.” I retort.

“Okay, I believe you. But, I have a better idea.” The stranger said, “You can pay me back by having coffee with me maybe?” He asked and smiles a bit.

“J-Just coffee?” I asked, the question popping up… Did he just basically ask me out? No, no! (Y/N) don’t start assuming things, maybe he just wants to be friends, that has to be it. Anyways, I reluctantly nodded a bit at his question, only receiving a beaming smile in response from him.

“Great! Here, let me get you another bowl, my treat!” The stranger said and ran to the food stand, looking back at the food on the floor and he ordered the exact one i had bought. What was this guy thinking? I didn’t think he would be willing to help me out, but he seemed determined to do so. I sighed and sat down on the bench, soon seeing his feet beside mine and he I look up to see him holding a fresh bowl of Myeon.

“Thank you, but you really didn’t have to pay for it, I still have cash for it.” I said and the stranger shook his head.

“No, I was clumsy, I should have looked at where I was going, it was the least I can do for an apology. Besides, I don’t mind helping out others when they need something.” He said, his voice tinged with a bit of confidence a bit of care.

“Right… Well, I should um get home. I have to get to class in the morning at the University, early riser ya know?” I said.

“Of course! Can I walk you home? Oh, I forgot, my name is Jung Hoseok, and may I ask your’s?”

“(Y/N) (L/N). Nice to meet you… Hoseok.” I said, his name ringing a few bells and I tilt my head. Jung Hoseok. I have heard that name before. Well, now is not the time to dwell in the thoughts. “Well, I should be going, I guess I will um… see you tomorrow for coffee? What time and place?” I asked.

“Ah, well, I will pick you up from the University or your place. Here, have my number.” He said, handing me a small paper with his number on it, making me feel a bit giddy inside at how this has escalated, but the possibility of having a friend, FINALLY, after what? Five days of living here? I finally, probably, got a friend. “Do you mind if I ask where you live? I can walk you, unless you’re close by, then I can just go on ahead.” Hoseok said with a sweet smile.

“Oh! I just live around the block. I live in the Seoul Dorms. The apartment with the big blue sign.” I said with a small smile, my eyes looking into his gently.

“Well, what a coincidence, me and my friends live there as well. What luck would I have for having a beautiful girl living next door to the dorm I live in~?” Hoseok asked with a cheeky, but cocky grin. I felt the urge to just laugh a bit, but I did wonder, I did hope I lived next door to him. He was cute, calm, collected, confident, and even polite, unlike most guys so far that I’ve seen.

“Well, we will just have to see.” I said with a smile.

“We will see, indeed. Shall we?” He asked and I chuckled, walking and talking with him along the way.

Hoseok was a sweet guy. He enjoyed dancing, singing, food, and he even seemed to enjoy music more than anything. Have I ever seen him before? I couldn’t remember, it has been a long time since I last saw a guy like him, and the name was on the tip of my tongue, but I could register it because it was muddled with so many memories I didn’t want to remember. Regardless, I don’t think it mattered, but it seemed to bug me more and more as I thought.


The walk to the apartment was rather short lived as we finally arrived in front of it. I sigh a bit, making sure Hoseok’s number was saved into my phone, and when I saw it was, I smiled softly to myself. Glancing over to Hoseok, we walked up the stairs and we soon parted.

“So you do live next door, huh?” Hoseok’s words broke through and I looked, seeing him about to unlock the door to his apartment, holding the key in his hand, mine in my own hand and I chuckle in response.

“Seems to be so. Well, i will um.. Text you tomorrow? I will let you know when class is over.” I said, soon opening my door and stopping, “Um.. have a good night.” I said with a sweet smile, his eyes seemingly wide at that and I walk inside. I took a deep breath and pull my glasses off as I closed the door. Home and now I am not hungry. I placed the dinner in the refrigerator and pulled a water bottle out, soon pulling off my jacket and hanging it on the coat rack.

My eyes landed on my bed and I fell in it, holding the water bottle gently and placing it down, letting it sit up and I sigh. Today was… rather weird. First I relapse a bit on memories, then I go to get dinner, I bump into a stranger named Jung Hoseok, and now I am asked to a sort of “date” with him tomorrow after classes at the University. Today has been so hectic and yet… I could feel my stomach flip butterflies at the thought of making a new friend.

I closed my eyes, feeling exhaustion, but when I heard my phone vibrate, I grabbed the electronic and clicked the lock button, seeing a text from Hoseok, my eyes reading the message.

Good night, I can’t wait for tomorrow!! Get a lot of rest and be prepared for class, I will be waiting for ya! - 10:23 PM

What a dork… I chuckle a bit and soon close my eyes, exhaustion taking me over and I sigh a bit, my breathing evened out, then everything went to black, and I was now in dreamland. 

anonymous asked:

I feel a lil shy asking this, but how would Optimus Prime confess his feelings to his crush?! Bayverse please, thank you bunches! (о´∀`о)

(I love this!! These are my favorite kinds of little scenarios to write, don’t be shy!!)

Romance wasn’t really supposed to be in his emotional arsenal, it served as a distraction. Not that the Primes had ever been entirely against it. It just wasn’t on the top of the list, and avoided if possible.

 Having a significant other was an especially dangerous endeavor considering Optimus’ role and ties to this planet anyway.

But you can’t really just, block them out. Not that he was exactly against the idea either, he just really didn’t think about it too often (if at all). 

However, being on Earth for a while started to spark something in him as he saw the passion and raw strength it gave many humans. Even some of the ones in his charge that he had formed close bonds with. Romance was very prominent on Earth, it was treated as a lifeline sometimes. He really started to see the appeal of forming that kind of bond with another person.

And then there was you. He wasn’t sure why everything you did seemed perfect to him. You were kind and passionate and strong and honestly, he admired you. You and that fighting spirit. You and that laugh that made people stop for a second to listen. 

[you and that ass that made even Decepticons do a double take ;) ]

But in all seriousness, he was infatuated. And when he took the time to sit alone and really think over it, he realized it…kind of scared him. Or at least made his spark feel a little tighter in his metal chest.

He put off really doing anything about it for a long time. His logical side was telling him that he just…couldn’t risk that. If something did develop between the two of you, it would automatically spell out danger to your well-being. His enemies would have an outlet to him. It would become a glaring weakness. There was too much at stake for him to make such a foolish move. Right now at least.

But it turned out he couldn’t hold it in forever. Bots started to take notice of the way he acted around you. They laughed about it and mentioned it to Optimus sometimes but he would simply give them a ‘look’ and change the subject or actually spell out to some of his closer friends why he didn’t think it was a such a good idea.

Regardless, all the bots and people on base know about it eventually. All except you. Cade hinted at it a couple times  but you never really caught on to what he was trying to spell out for you.

It was when things started to quiet down that he started to reevaluate his previous decision to just keep it locked up inside. But maybe it was also because you two had been spending more time together and it was starting to crumble his iron resolve.

He had taken you out on a patrol to Nevada. It was pointless really but the bots kept up the routine. You had wanted to come and he didn’t see any problem with that so he let you tag along.

It was dark out, the desert plains stretched out before you two as he drove along an empty road with you in the passenger seat of his alt form. It was quiet and you had turned on his radio to one of the softer stations. The ride was very nice. You rolled down your window to rest against the side and peek out and up at the stars. You had your head in your arms.

Optimus heard you sigh.

“Is something the matter?” his voice spoke from the radio, in front of the music but not disrupting it. You shook your head and smiled.

“Heh nah, this is just nice.” you smiled, glancing at the dark desert passing by and then back up to the dazzling night sky. 

“I like the stars.” you said softly after a moment of silence, “they remind me of…home for some reason. Didn’t see as many back there though.”

Optimus hummed thoughtfully.

“They remind me of you.” he finally said. You felt your face warm and you laughed a little.

“What? Really?”

“Yes, they are bright. You shine like that often.” he was only speaking the truth really. And he said it so matter of factly (like how he talked about almost everything else)

You were really blushing now.

“O-oh. Uh thanks. No one’s ever told me that before.”

It was quiet for a few more minutes. Then he came to a stop at the point where they were meant to continue on foot. His passenger side door swung open for you.

“Thanks!” you hopped out and stepped back to allow him to transform. He looked around and then down at you. the stars really were very clear out here. bright enough to illuminate the dessert.

He blinked down at you. 

And then it occurred to him. 

Now would be the perfect time to tell you wouldn’t it? The Earth was no longer in imminent danger. He could finally get this off his chest, even if you didn’t reciprocate his feelings. It would just be nice to tell you. To know that you knew.

With the stars shining down and you smiling up at him prettily, it just seemed…right.

“There is…something I would like to discuss with you. If that is alright.”

You tilted your head a tiny tiny bit as you craned your neck to look up at him.

“Uh yeah, sure. Shoot.”

Optimus nodded and lowered himself down onto one knee so he could see and hear you a bit better. Metal hit the sand in a cloud of dust and he was looking down at you with determination in his optics. You felt your palms start to sweat for some reason.

“Your planet is no longer in danger, and by extension, you yourself. For the moment at least. No imminent danger faces you or your people as of now…”

Optimus paused and glanced to the side. No, he couldn’t lose his resolve now.

You nodded, waiting for him to continue.

“I…. would like to pursue a romantic relationship with you. I have felt this way for quite some time now I think. And since my involvement with you in such a manner does not pose any obvious threats as of now I thought it would be best to inform you of my intentions and….feelings.”

Your face felt like it was on fire as you stared up at him gaping slightly. He must have thought something was wrong because he went on, “I understand if you do not feel the same way–”

“No! “ you suddenly shouted out, placing a hand unconsciously on his shin (or what you could reach of it). He looked surprised.

“I-I mean…this is just, surprising I guess. I do like you like that actually! I just never thought you would..like EVER feel that way about me. I’m actually kind of freaking out right now oh my god…” You put your hands on your head and laughed.

“Please do not freak out.”

You looked back up at him and laughed again waving your hands, “No no like, in a good way trust me!  This is..uh..wow. So basically you’re asking me out?”

He nodded, “I suppose you could say that yes.”

You smiled broadly, chest swelling. He felt his own spark warm at the sight and smiled back down at you.

“Well, uh. I accept! Yeah! Let’s do this!”

His cooling fans kicked on.

That was…easy. 

8

Isaac, can you hear me?

anonymous asked:

Rumy. Do you know any other series/movie where seb plays a gay character? Aside from the three captain america movies of course. Thank you! :)

hahahaha “aside from the captain america movies” 👌👌👌

  1. The Architect (I THINK he kisses another man, but idk if gay or what)
  2. Kings (Jack Benjamin is gay, kisses 1 guy on camera)
  3. Political Animals (TJ Hammond is gay, kisses/has sex with/dates guyS)
  4. The Covenant (he doesn’t play a gay guy bUT STILL MANAGED TO KISS ANOTHER MAN ON THE MOUTH. ONCE AGAIN. SERIOUSLY.)

and here you have a compilation of all his kisses (gifsetti) (i think he’s kissed 8 different men in his whole career?? also he “made out” with jimmy fallon idc)

anonymous asked:

Merry Christmas! I hope your day is cheery and bright! I was wondering if you had hc for the order of who gets up first in the batfamily for Christmas and how that ties in with excitement levels. I always imagined Alfred being the first up, and him and the rest of the fam having to drag Bruce out of bed, but Bruce was always very excited to spend Christmas with his children.

Hmm I’m gonna try a couple of different versions here.

Scenario One (most likely): Only Damian, Tim, and Cass sleep over on Christmas Eve. Damian is the closest the family has to an early riser, so he’s up first– but he doesn’t wake anybody up because that would imply he was excited or some such nonsense. Cass is up about thirty minutes later, and they camp out in the kitchen, watching Alfred make brunch. At some point, Alfred decides to drag Bruce and Tim out of bed. Dick drives over ten minutes later. Jason never shows. 

Scenario Two (reasonable): They do presents before they actually go to sleep. It’s five in the morning, they’re all finishing up patrol, so they collectively stop off at the manor– in that case, Jason has to come along. If he didn’t, people would read into it. After presents, everybody crashes for a few hours, then wakes up for brunch. This is Bruce’s preferred method; for some reason, none of his kids ever use their own beds. They claim couch space, and it’s kinda cute to see them all spread out across the living room. 

Scenario Three (classic): Assuming that for some reason they all were in the manor: Damian, Cass, Jason, Dick, Bruce, Tim. Jason makes it his business to be as openly festive as possible– overcompensation against the Christmas/family association– so he’s the one that drags the stragglers out of bed. His methods are questionable. Tim could tell you stories. (Hint: he is NOT dreaming of a white Christmas because giving Jason access to snow is a very bad idea.) After presents, they marathon holiday movies. It’s relatively casual, but hey, it’s home.

anonymous asked:

Does anyone tell your significant other when you get asked out or when someone flirts with you? I want to tell my hubby about my coworker that asked me out on a date (I turned him down obv) but I don't want my husband to get angry or paranoid. Also not telling him about it makes me feel weird. I don't like keeping things from him. Especially stuff like that. I

I mean I think you should anon. I’ve had a mutual friend of ours ask me out while Michael was in basic and he knew we were together. I told mike about it and all he did was ask our friend to chill for a bit. (FYI hes a really good guy and respected mike and me) 

Mike has had chicks hit on him and unless they try super hard to get him I laugh it off. Honestly I love my husband but sometimes his looks are like a 4 instead of a 9 or 10 lol. If I ever feel uncomfortable about someone hitting or fliting with him I let him know. You need to be open about this kind of stuff that way it doesnt come to bite you in the ass later.

~Lynzie 

anonymous asked:

When I was in 8th grade I was at a football game with my guy friend. He had a friend that moved to our school from North Carolina. When I met the new guy he was grabbing my hips and basically my ass was on his cock. He didn't even ask me out but he kept calling me his gf of course I liked him too and so I called him my bf. Since our school has an open soccer field we went to that field, went in the open shed, locked it, and had the best sex ever. It was intense. Since then we've been dating.

ugh there is this dude at the gym that I haven’t seen here in 5ever

But basically he somehow found me on Facebook, added me and proceeded to ask me out/for my number

And I was like “sorry bro I’m taken” and he was all sad

And now he is here trying to talk to me

Plz stop I am trying to workout